A pool? [Mmff. Another mouth to mouth pressure.] I don't got trunks. Can't swim--[Another groan.]--naked.
[It's a swanky hotel, swimming nude can probably be arranged. Later though, not now. He can feel cool hair on his belly which quickly becomes cool air on his thighs as his trousers start slipping.]
Okay. I'm goin'. [Freddy 'concedes' and manages not to trip over his own pants as he moves to the glass door. Not to the balcony though, at least not yet. It doesn't occur to him to get fucked over the railing where people could hear them. When he reaches the cool glass he turns around to look Larry straight in the brown eye. What's he gonna do with that chair? Not that it matters much, the kid's peeling off the rest of his pants to reveal his hardened dick. The shirt stays on.] No one told me Vegas could be this fuckin' exciting.
[The word he really means is arousing. He thinks about the amount of carefully concealed cock and ass they saw in those shows too.]
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[It's a swanky hotel, swimming nude can probably be arranged. Later though, not now. He can feel cool hair on his belly which quickly becomes cool air on his thighs as his trousers start slipping.]
Okay. I'm goin'. [Freddy 'concedes' and manages not to trip over his own pants as he moves to the glass door. Not to the balcony though, at least not yet. It doesn't occur to him to get fucked over the railing where people could hear them. When he reaches the cool glass he turns around to look Larry straight in the brown eye. What's he gonna do with that chair? Not that it matters much, the kid's peeling off the rest of his pants to reveal his hardened dick. The shirt stays on.] No one told me Vegas could be this fuckin' exciting.
[The word he really means is arousing. He thinks about the amount of carefully concealed cock and ass they saw in those shows too.]